sugary sweet Evil Pastry Lady
Miles walked into the room bouncing slightly. It seemed that the calming draughts disasterous after effects for him were still in effect. This would prove interesting as he attempted to take a final. Finding an empty desk he sat down and looked around, his legs bouncing uncontrollably. He wanted to go outside he wanted to run around but....no...he was stuck in here taking a test. Joys. Grabbing his quill he sighed and began the tedious task.
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